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Confession: I did not consent

Please note: This post may be triggering for some as it deals with sexual assault.

I’ve had a post floating around in my head lately that revolves around a situation I had put out of my mind; a time when a partner pushed past my limits and took advantage of my submission and because I lack any . . . → Read More: Confession: I did not consent

It’s Not You, It’s Me

If it’s possible that a year can have a theme, this was it for 2011. Last year was all about me giving absolutely every last drop of energy I could to other people, putting myself last. But it didn’t matter. In the end, there was nothing I could do to change the situations that surrounded me. . . . → Read More: It’s Not You, It’s Me

Y. Oh Y.

Unlike riding a bike, dating for me, is quite … unlike riding a bike. It’s not something I can just pick up again because there are so many factors like state of being, state of relationships and state of confidence that come into play each time.

However, I’ve come to the conclusion that maybe I should start at least consider dating again; men that is. I am really missing having another man in my life. As much as I lust and love after my husband, I cannot deny that other men bring a new emotional and / or sexual energy to my being that I haven’t connected with in a long time. To be honest though, I am pretty sure that the idea of dating again completely terrifies me. I don’t remember how to flirt with someone new and I’m pretty convinced that I don’t think I can be bothered with the whole “getting to know you” stage … again. Read more »

Knowing is literally only 1/2 the battle

(Thanks GI Joe!)

Seeing is believing, right? If only that could be the case all the time. I used to have a huge problem with knowing something about myself and still believing the exact opposite. This often affected my self-image. In fact, it was mainly ONLY related to my self-image. No matter what I knew, whatever I believed was always the thought that possessed the most control over me.

You see, as a bigger girl, I never believed that I was worthy of a love as a teenager and as I became an adult. I also knew at the same time that thinking those thoughts was ridiculous. I was completely worthy of love and eventually one or many would come along, but at the same time I knew it, I also did not believe it one bit. Confusing, yes? Read more »

Fit to be tied

Today I had an impromptu date with Harvey who happened to be available. I needed to escape into submission and he was available.

It was a quick hour and a half but it was totally what I needed to calm my brain down, if only for the time he was here. We haven’t been together in a . . . → Read More: Fit to be tied

Versus Death

Maybe I’m backwards or perhaps this reaction is perfectly normal but I find it easier to deal with death than breakups. When someone dies, save for someone committing suicide which I went through last summer, there isn’t anything you can do. My father died on Halloween and that evening I gave candy to the kids because . . . → Read More: Versus Death

This One’s For The Ladies …

… with dicks on their minds.

Driving home from a date recently with a satisfied smile on my face, this song came on the radio and I found myself getting annoyed with the lyrics.

“Give it to me right, or don’t give it to me at all.”

It made me think about sexpectations that society puts on our guys and how it’s pretty unfair to them and their manhood. I can think of countless occasions where women I’ve known – or have overheard – have been discussing men’s bits and the things men do with them in bed, complaining through most of the conversation. Read more »

Cleanish House. Clean Mind.

For the past couple of months I will admit it … our house has been a mess. Steph has been working overtime, which is hopefully finishing this week, plus we were getting ready for (and recovering from) our giant Halloween party. There has been stuff … everywhere for quite some time. Things that should have a home have been displaced and left disregarded in corners of the room that they shouldn’t visit after dark. And it’s been encouraging a behaviour within me, that I’m not proud of. Leaving it there to fend for itself.

I’m kind of a messy person. Not like “Hoarders” messy, at all. Most of the time you can come in our house and it feels cozy and lived in and then there are other days when there’s papers strewn about and clothing or jewelery everywhere. The bedroom is off limits when it comes to this post because it will be a cold day in hell before I stop leaving CLEAN laundry all over the place for longer than 4 days. If it ever happens, I’ll write a part 2.

I need more of what this guy's got.

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A recent okCupid email

This made me laugh and perhaps if I wasn’t 51% enemy with this fella I’d give him a chance.

I find you somewhat attractive but not overbearingly. Previous experience and current state of affairs indicate that you will feel the same way about me. But still, ritual requires that we continue with a number . . . → Read More: A recent okCupid email

Men Only Cheat When…

Recently I was asked to write a guest blog post for Met Another Frog, about the myths behind men cheating.

Met Another Frog is geared to urban women and offers stories, social commentary and ‘edutainment’ about:

  • dating and relationships
  • love
  • sex
  • achieving personal satisfaction on one’s own terms

My challenge? Explain the myths behind men cheating.

Read on, and let me know what you think.

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